I'm sitting sideways in the backseat, so my few is rather limited, but I'm sure there isn't much to see on this road, anyhow. The scrub and grass is certainly greener than all the stuff we saw in Arizona, but then, we are up in the mountains.
I am getting sleepy. Jon swears that this road leads to Las Vegas. Talking Heads is playing now. I wrote some postcards, but really, this is dull. I'll try to take a nap.
